T-Girl Meets T-Girl

"I lost my school ID. Can I get a new one please?"

"Sure thing cutie. Name?"

"Ashley Mitchell." She replied.

The girl looked back at the monitor. She typed Ashley's name in then clicked around for a minute. "Huh. . ." The girl said, reconciling what she saw on her computer screen with the girl in front of her.

"If there's a fee that'll be fine." Ashley rapped her fingernails down on the desk nervously.

"All the information you submitted when applying here was computerized over the summer." The girl took her glasses off and nibbled on the end as she clicked around on the computer screen. "There are some discrepancies between your birth certificate and, well everything."

Ashley slunk down in the chair behind her. She fiddled with the zipper on her hoodie and thought about that statement.

"This isn't like high school where you derive some perverse pleasure from ruining my life, is it?" Ashley said in a somber, hopeless tone.

The girl abruptly started laughing. She smiled at Ashley, "While I can't deny a penchant for perverse pleasure, outing you is the furthest thing from my mind cutie."

"Oh. . ." Ashley said with a weight lifted. "With the week I've had, it wouldn't have surprised me."

The girl clicked around on the computer until it made a little noise, "I set the machine to make your ID. This'll take a few minutes. Say, don't I usually see you around campus with some beau on your arm?" She stuck her glasses back on and gave Ashley a grin, "My name's Charlene by the way."

"Yeah, you won't see that anymore." Ashley's face got darker, "We broke it off. Well, he broke it off with me."

"What a dick!" Charlene blurted out and Ashley giggled. "Don't you worry cutie. You won't be alone for long."

"We'll see if that's a good thing." She giggled again.

"Listen," Charlene handed Ashley her new ID, "You've got support here. You aren't the only one."